A Plea to the Universe

How could we turn away 
our eyes and ears
from the sobbing graveyards
of Kurdistan.
Can't you see your daughters 
dragged by necks
along  the highway of brickbat? .

O cosmos!  listen the silence 
of the trembled greenery
behind  the  abstruse shutters 
of the fleece of terrorism

Let the races cease masking and veiling 
while gateways of light
whistles to the bidding of the Kurdistan

We abandoned  Kurd 
as the wreck of sphere.
Look! black blizzard  licks their springs, 
clogging  them down 
the monstrous 
brass task of double cross.
Let  them not swallow the cold feet 
of fright and terror to boot. 

Author notes: Kurd were the people suffered a lot under the reign of Sadham Hussain. Now ISIS is crushing their life and dreams. I wrote it purely based on the novel of Joyee Enamavu' https://allpoetry.com/Enamavu_River)('Wings of Mansour in Chermara( Malayalam).  He had seen almost all naked truths of wickedness towards them as he was the reporter of news daily

Alley of Amnesia

Does she begin to walk along 
the alley of amnesia ?
 The idols of mementos 
of her melody,
a fading memory 
as the caressed shore 
eschews the signpost 
of the splash of waves. 

Oft the vanished vibrations 
of her breaths 
widen the darkness 
of the breathing melody.

She collapses 

once more
on the branches 

of the rebirth
of the cocooned hymns.

Fresh dew

He sang melodiously

over her heart

to discover

doves' hide 

in abandoned clouds.

She hears

coos of koel

in drizzling rain of hope.


Yet the fresh dew 

in the caressing care

vanishes into shadows

as the break of dawn.


Author notes

prompt: dewdrops

You are in my heart`

You are in my heart as a mighty star
Yet I wished to be in the Tajmahal of her love
Fragrance of that neighbouring lady 
Still in my dreamy mind.

You are always in my chest
My chest is your nest
No matter what the season is
and how hard the reasons are
I'll never leave you. 

Yet my wish is to lay egg 
On this nest 
Love is universal, don't you know?

Like a cute baby's creep
Your innocent peep
made my heart love you so deep
You have "so many" friends in that 'deep deep love.'

It’s in my heart, you dwell
It has rooms for many
So my cute little dove,  feel my love.



Author notes: The fun we meet in the society

Chords of Green

Her naked feet 
turn to the casket 
of numbness 
to reach the graves 
of dreams.

Again a few chords 
of lifeless embrace 
of promises
as the dusty keys of fog 
in the withered petals 
of the sunrise.

Her unuttered paralyzed melodies
breathe the hymns of wingless cherubs. 
.

Autumn Hues

Uttered pleadings 
parted from her lips
as the withered foliage
from the winter topiary..
.
Her yellow banquet knelt 
at the septic thorns
of cactus
and lemon green 
gripped the dusty smoke 
of embers in August 

The Antarctic Tundra queen
sighed to sprout
the kernels of regnant vine. 

On that Blessed Day...

Stood before you, my Jesus
On that blessed day
In wedding garments
Like the glows of sunshine..                                            

Flashes of light
Smiling faces
Still in green memory.

He held my hand
Planted me 
In heart.

Rain came 
Winter came
Yet like candle in wind
I prayed for your smile.

Again
With barren womb
For years
Wept at your feet.

Heard Lord
Our throbbing heartbeats
While world threw stones.

Now
Thorns in feet
Albeit wish run fast.

• Let's flow rivers of  glory.

Judas Kiss

Birds fly in air
yet no evidence of trail
just as your ways.
Fortified walls you 'v built around you.
But I am in the prison of hatred
You 'v sowed around me
Reaping the harvest with shivering hands.

I felt you an apple tree on those days
among the woods around me
and sat at your shadow in ecstasy!
Honey was in your tongue.
Head, wet with dew!
My psyche failed when you spoke!

Now foliage around me falling.
Yet flowers are waiting for you!
Glad to watch your fly as a glittering butterfly.

My bones are burning in the steam 
of wounded pain that you 'v offered.
Crying in silence
drenching couch in tears
When I cry I close my eyes
burning tears fall down inside.

No complaints; yet one request
Don't come to my way any more
with sugar coated words of love.
Could I digest lifeless words any more?

Personal poem about a friendship ( not love). 

That blessed melody of soul

That blessed melody of soul,
you sing, my lord till the wings
Of flowers turn pearly white
in splendid splendour 

of blooming.

Weaving the hopes

 once buried deep 
beneath the inner

 realm of deserts

though burning 

as fire woods 
in deafening silence.

Fragrance in deep
from heavenly murmur

of rain
albeit fades bleating of sheep 

Weary hearts may be withered
yet our warming hearts 

of cold 
rush to exile of eternity.



Based on Hymns of Soloman.

Flurry in Fury

Ships sail in flurry
Fish chase in hurry
gulp the grease as cherry!
Yeah! they drowned in fury!

Stars shine once
Space once heaven
Green echos then!
Debris' assize abreast!

I ash the mulberry groves
You burn the vineyards
Yeah! we halt the cerulean of roses.

Still I'm in one world!
You are in another world!
Have we a world of concord?

When' ll my flutes warble syncing tunes 
of  flames of fervor? 

Listen! the silencing sound 
of the sunset of sunrise 
far and near!

Do wise!
Grow not to grab,
but breed and branch 
sunrise in sunsets.

Pages of Desert

How 'll the lengthened shadow read 
the torn and soiled pages of wasteland?

Shall the silence of trembled greenery
not heir those foliage of vacant March?

How do the freezing mask and veil
rule the grains of sand oscillating?

How can the starless sky sprinkle the feathers 
of twilight with the fragrance of monsoon?


(Today I visited a house which is situated in a barren land. The house owner told me after the flood, the land is just like a desert. )

Reaping Rainbows

Waiting on the shores 
of weightless words,
the glowworm dozes on grass. 

To fetch the sphere of mirth
from the drowning dumbness
of deluging cataract,
she knocks 
at the gateways 
of brain.

Marvel! she reaps flash 
of rainbows 
from the winter tides.